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Title: Want a taste?
Characters: Nine/Rose
Genre: Fluff/Romance
Summary: When Rose finds herself suffering from a craving for ice cream, she finds there's none to be had aboard the TARDIS. When she goes to inquire why, she gets a rather interesting answer
Rating: M

Aah, there's nothing quite like travelling in the safe cradle of the TARDIS. Rose loved to swim in the pool for the swimming room had this fantastically large window which displayed massive vistas of galaxies and exoplanets. What made it even more cracking was that whatever was displayed in the window would be reflected in the water. It was like she was swimming in the stars themselves in all of their gigantic and powerful beauty. She lost count with how much time she spent there, apart from running at top speed holding onto her Doctor's hand it was her favourite form of exercise. Before long, the PA piped up with its old fashioned crackling and popping with a message to Rose.
 
"Rose, supper's on the table! You won't believe the fish I caught down in Frostyx, they're huge whoppers!"
 
Rose perked right up, dinners with her Doctor always had an air of excitement for having the Doctor as her lover ensured that life would never get boring or mundane. He always had an entertaining story to tell, whether it was narrow escapes from Cybermen or having a chat over tea with Claude Monet. Rose made a chipper jog towards the dining room not giving a damn about getting dressed, ever since they began to get intimate they had well reached the clothing optional stage of their relationship. More often than not now a days, the Doctor went without his leather jacket and just stuck to wearing his jumpers or on some occasions a plain t-shirt. It was wonderful to see the Doctor being so laid back and casual, well, ending the Time War once and for all eased his troubled mind contributed to that.
 
After the harrowing and near death experience they had aboard Gamestation which nearly cost them all their lives, the Doctor tended to not dive head first into danger. There was an air of caution wherever they went now for he vowed to never place Rose in that amount of danger ever again, and quite frankly the two of them were enjoying the much needed break. 
 
"About time you got 'ere, I thought you'd be sproutin' gills by the time you got back from swimming." The Doctor said. Rose loved watching him smile and chuckle lightheartedly, his pale blue eyes would get this twinkle and his ears perked up in such an adorable fashion that it made her giggle. A moment of contented silence passed between them as the Doctor took in the pleasurable view of Rose's naked body, with a suggestive lean back in his chair he invited Rose to come and sit on his lap and Rose was more than ready to do so. Rose wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him slow and deep, he groaned into her mouth in satisfaction and rubbed her bare back. Her skin was like finely woven silk, smooth and inviting. 
 
"So...Dinner then?" The Doctor mumbled. 
 
"Yeah...Dinner would be great. All that swimming today has left me starving, and by the sounds of it you've caught us a big haul." Rose replied. Rose reluctantly got up from off his lap and pulled a chair over to the table and sat across from him. The Doctor once again regaled Rose in a story about how he once posed for one of Gian Lorenzo Bernini's statues, unfortunately the finished statue never saw the light of day; it was demolished when a rogue alien invader came crashing down on his workshop. Stories of the Doctor meeting famous historical figures always took a odd bent, but in all honesty, it just made them more entertaining.
 
"So, how's the fish? The Frostyx have spectacular fisheries, I can't wait to show you the docks Rose, you're gonna love it. Orange seas, lavender beaches and the finest grimshlock ale. I could go on, but I'm sure our guide would do a much better job than I could." The Doctor explained.
 
"The fish is wonderful. I bet you anything that this fish would make for some great fish and chips. Do you think they would have fish and chips down on Frostyx?" Rose asked.
 
"Of course, it goes great with the grimshlock ale. Very tasty."
 
After dinner had ended, Rose got to digging inside the freezer. She had a strong craving for butterscotch twist ice cream and she was determined to put an end to her craving. The Doctor looked at her with a puzzled look on her face so he asked her
 
"What are you trying to find in there Rose?"
 
"Some butterscotch twist ice cream, I'm in the mood for something cold for dessert tonight."
 
"I hate to be the one to tell you this, but there's no ice cream in the fridge." The Doctor explained.
Rose turned around and gave a look that screamed 'what in the world are you talking about?' which, if you lived with the Doctor, becomes a routine thing. 
 
"And why not? No seriously, why not? You can't be allergic to it since I see you take milk in your coffee, is it something like that?"
 
He tapped the edge of his coffee mug, almost looking like he was trying to avoid responding to the question. The Doctor blushed despite his best efforts not to, but like always, he soldiered on and said with a sheepish look on his face
"Well...I don't have ice cream in the freezer because...I've never had it before."
 
"Wow...In all your life, your 900 year old life, you've never tried ice cream before? What a tragedy, a truly great tragedy. Hmm, how does this fridge restock itself again...Oh yeah, here it is" Rose made a few button presses on the side of the fridge and before she could say 'raxacoricofallapatorius', she had a tub of butterscotch twist ice cream. Rose fished out a spoon from the kitchen cabinet and popped off the lid of ice cream, and back she went on the Doctor's lap to sit and eat her ice cream.
 
The Doctor watched as Rose moaned in delight over the frozen treat, and for a moment he didn't know what he wanted more the ice cream or Rose, scratch that, both at the same time would be sinful. Rose licked the spoon clean and went for another spoonful, this time it was the Doctor's turn for a taste. 
 
"This is my favourite kind of ice cream, it's really rich and creamy. Here, open that gob of yours up and try it!"
 
Rose placed the spoonful inside of his mouth and for a moment his eyes went wide and big in surprise at how cold it was. But then the rich butterscotch melted inside his mouth and coated it with its luxurious silkiness. He moaned out in approval and closed his eyes delighting in the new sensation.
 
"Do you want another taste?" Rose asked. The Doctor, still with the spoon in his mouth nodded a yes. This time, Rose took a spoonful out and placed it in her mouth instead and kissed him deeply. The two of them shared a sweet and sticky kiss, curing them of their hunger and replaced it with an entirely different one. 
 
"I want another taste...I want to taste you Rose..." The Doctor groaned.
 
And with that, the ice cream was plum forgotten about as the two of them sprinted off towards the bedroom once again. 
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Title - {Theta'Amor} 

Characters - Nine/Rose

Summary - Months after Rose was left in a parallel universe with her mum and dad, Rose has finally in some capacity moved on from the Doctor. Now, as the winter months roll into the British countryside where her new home resides, Rose and her family celebrate their first Christmas and New Years together. Through times great design, something has been set into motion that will once again test Rose's heart. All of it happens on a fateful New Years Day...

Genre - Romance - Drama - AU - Angst - Fluff

Rated - T




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Title - {Theta'Amor} 
Characters - Nine/Rose
Summary - Months after Rose was left in a parallel universe with her mum and dad, Rose has finally in some capacity moved on from the Doctor. Now, as the winter months roll into the British countryside where her new home resides, Rose and her family celebrate their first Christmas and New Years together. Through times great design, something has been set into motion that will once again test Rose's heart. All of it happens on a fateful New Years Day...
Genre - Romance - Drama - AU - Angst - Fluff
Rated - M


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door_to_tomorrow: (Default)
Title - {Theta'Amor} 

Characters - Nine/Rose

Summary - Months after Rose was left in a parallel universe with her mum and dad, Rose has finally in some capacity moved on from the Doctor. Now, as the winter months roll into the British countryside where her new home resides, Rose and her family celebrate their first Christmas and New Years together. Through times great design, something has been set into motion that will once again test Rose's heart. All of it happens on a fateful New Years Day...

Genre - Romance - Drama - AU - Angst - Fluff

Rated - T

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door_to_tomorrow: (Default)
Title - {Theta'Amor} 

Characters - Nine/Rose

Summary - Months after Rose was left in a parallel universe with her mum and dad, Rose has finally in some capacity moved on from the Doctor. Now, as the winter months roll into the British countryside where her new home resides, Rose and her family celebrate their first Christmas and New Years together. Through times great design, something has been set into motion that will once again test Rose's heart. All of it happens on a fateful New Years Day...

Genre - Romance - Drama - AU - Angst - Fluff

Rated - T


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door_to_tomorrow: (Default)
Title - {Theta'Amor} 

Characters - Nine/Rose

Summary - Months after Rose was left in a parallel universe with her mum and dad, Rose has finally in some capacity moved on from the Doctor. Now, as the winter months roll into the British countryside where her new home resides, Rose and her family celebrate their first Christmas and New Years together. Through times great design, something has been set into motion that will once again test Rose's heart. All of it happens on a fateful New Years Day...

Genre - Romance - Drama - AU - Angst - Fluff

Rated - T


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door_to_tomorrow: (Fanfiction)
Title - {Theta'Amor} 

Characters - Nine/Rose

Summary - Months after Rose was left in a parallel universe with her mum and dad, Rose has finally in some capacity moved on from the Doctor. Now, as the winter months roll into the British countryside where her new home resides, Rose and her family celebrate their first Christmas and New Years together. Through times great design, something has been set into motion that will once again test Rose's heart. All of it happens on a fateful New Years Day...

Genre - Romance - Drama - AU - Angst 

Rated - T


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door_to_tomorrow: (Fanfiction)
Title - {Theta'Amor}

Characters - Nine/Rose

Summary - Months after Rose was left in a parallel universe with her mum and dad, Rose has finally in some capacity moved on from the Doctor. Now, as the winter months roll into the British countryside where her new home resides, Rose and her family celebrate their first Christmas and New Years together. Through times great design, something has been set into motion that will once again test Rose's heart. All of it happens on a fateful New Years Day...

Genre - Romance - Drama - AU - Angst 

Rated - T


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door_to_tomorrow: (Fanfiction)
Title - {Theta'Amor}

Characters - Nine/Rose

Summary - Months after Rose was left in a parallel universe with her mum and dad, Rose has finally in some capacity moved on from the Doctor. Now, as the winter months roll into the British countryside where her new home resides, Rose and her family celebrate their first Christmas and New Years together. Through times great design, something has been set into motion that will once again test Rose's heart. All of it happens on a fateful New Years Day...

Genre - Romance - Drama - AU - Angst 

Rated - T



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Title - A Different Kind of Need

Characters - Nine/Rose

Summary - Rose finds out first hand just how much unfathomable pain the Time War was for the Doctor. And the Doctor comes to the revelation of how much he truly needs Rose Tyler. 

Genre - Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Smut

Rating - Slight M rating for mature themes and sexual content



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Title - Mist and Fog

Type - Original Story

Genre - Supernatural/Fantasy/Romance

Rating - NC-17

Summary - Maria Sloane wakes up after her night of extreme passion, will Nytherian be there when she wakes up, or will he be nothing more than a wishful dream?




Maria felt extremely heavy, last night must have been a dream. She must of dreamed up the man who dove into her tub, her sexual frustration must of hit such a high that she started to see things and feel things that were not there. I mean, it seemed so...It sounded like something from a kitschy harlequin romance! Something must of been in the water cooler at work, that had to be it. Maria let out a frustrated groan, followed by a soft moan...And then another. Reluctantly, Maria awoke to find Nytherian suckling on her breast. He wasn't a dream, he didn't vanish without a trace. The tip of his tongue flicked across her breast with his mouth suckling softly. Maria simply watched him, not wanting him to stop. He looked so vulnerable, a stark contrast to last night where he was growling and snarling. Here, he was so simple minded in his suckling.

"Morning, my Maria..." Nytherian murmured. She wondered if all demons like him had accents, or was it just him? Hmm, "his" Maria, huh? She shouldn't be so surprised hearing that, after last night, he must of staked his claim. She wasn't in the mood to be owned or carted around, she saw how business deals were managed and she didn't want to be a "deal". Last night and this morning was all that he was getting, not that she wasn't happy with what she recieved. She enjoyed herself far too much last night, feeling that completely satisfied was something she hadn't felt...Well, ever to be be perfectly honest. It had only been a year or two since her virginity so to speak, was taken from her. Her ex boyfriend, what a gigantic tool he was! He broke up with her two weeks after she gave himself away to him, but in way, she was glad. She saw him for what he really was, a sociopathic asshole. Hell, maybe a demon would be an improvement after him!

"Nytherian...?" Maria piped up. Nytherian released her breast from his mouth with a soft pop, he gazed up at her and gave her a flash of his grin. Maria found herself faltering, his smile was so charming and somewhat boyish it its charm. She found herself stroking his hair, becoming hypnotised by how calm he made her feel. Ugh, this must be his charm working on her. Maria cleared her throat and tried to push him off her body.

"Did I do something that was not to your liking Maria?" Nytherian inquired. Nytherian reached for her hand, and  firmly rubbed the inside of her palm with his thumb. Maria shook her head in silence and took in a deep breath before she spoke

"So...Are you done here yet? Don't you have other conquests to seek out and work your particular brand of magic over? I mean, you did admit you're a demon...Wait, why did you reveal yourself to me? Isn't something like that considered breaking some kind of rule or what?" Maria's questions all came flooding out at once. She was sure that this would be the time where her curiosity would certainly kill her, for suddenly the danger of who she had gotten involved with became the most prominent thought in her head. Nytherian pondered all of her inquiries carefully, not wanting to keep Maria in the dark.

"I'm done here when you feel like my presense has become unnecessary, when that time comes I'll move on. That's how it works, I don't leave until you are satisfied. So clearly, you don't want me to leave. Otherwise, I would have faded into fog and breezed out the door. I usually reveal myself to all of the women who I have bedded. And before you ask, no, demons can't catch STD's and the like. Also, I can't get you pregnant. I'm rather efficient that way. Anyway, back to revealing myself. When our time is through, your memories of me will vanish into mist. The only thing that remains is the deep satisfaction that comes with what I can offer you."

The light in Maria's eyes half went out when he said the words 'vanish into mist', there was a small part of her that had become attached to her demon. Nytherian was fascinating, a man who could turn into fog and knew exactly what buttons to press in order to make her feel oh so good.

"So, what do we do in the meantime?" Maria asked.

"We do what I do best...Let me please you until ready to let me go..."

And with that, they were off again for another passionate round of sex.

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Mar. 31st, 2012 01:49 pm
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Dusk is an odd time, isn’t it? The birth of night, where city lamps ignite one by one, where every object takes on a blueish tone. Where the puddles in the city streets reflect the lights off of passing cars and busses. And at such an odd time, and on such an unassuming day, anything can happen.

A long rainy spell had hit the heart of London, for days it rained constantly without a break. There was no way of escaping it, there was only one option and that was to brave the steady downpour. Which Rose had halfway completed, she was almost home, she could almost taste the cuppa tea that was waiting for her at home!

Rose had the unfortunate luck of not having a ride home, she had to walk all the way there in her most expensive and by this point, painful heels. To say that she wasn’t having a good time of it was a gross underestimate. Without realizing it, Rose had run straight into a man carrying an umbrella!

“I’m so sorry…I’ll try to be more-”

And with one look at the man’s face, changed her world forever. How could? When did? Could this? And other such questions had rushed into her head, there he was, standing in front her looking like he had seen a ghost.

“Rose is that really you?”

Rose nearly broke down in tears, his voice…His beautiful, silky smooth, northern accent…The voice of the man she met so long ago, made her insides melt…The Doctor dropped his umbrella on the pavement, rain beginning to soak his blazer. Rose stumbled forward as his hand held onto hers, Rose bit down hard onto her bottom lip, it felt so right. 

“I know…I know…” The Doctor sighed. He couldn’t comprehend how hard this next part had to be, it was ripping him apart, piece by piece. Rose looked down at her feet, she couldn’t bear to look into his simply stunning pair of blue eyes.

“I know everything that has happened, that this isn’t your world. That you’re with your father, and that…And that you’re with another…Another incarnation of myself.” The Doctor choked. Those last words hurt him more than anything else, the fact that he was no longer the one who had the honour of being by Rose’s side. He had accepted that long ago when he saw a picture of them together in the papers, the smile on Rose’s face, her adoring expression…It damned near killed him.

“It’s…It’s good to see you doing so well, and in the end that’s all that counts. Rose, you’ve fulfilled my greatest wish.” The Doctor smiled. Rose let out a small sob, tears falling freely from her eyes. Rose looked up at him with tears staining her face, the throbbing ache in her throat growing in intensity.

“And what wish was that?” Rose asked.

“To live a fantastic life…” The Doctor smiled. The Doctor brought Rose into his arms and lovingly brushed away her tears. He had intended to stop it there, that this was the only joy he was allowed to have with Rose, but no…It had started when Rose had kissed him tenderly on his cheek, and then again, and again. Somehow, they had ended up holding onto each other for dear life and sharing the same air.

Rose ran her fingers through his hair, her hands slipping downwards to rest behind his ears, launching them into an all consuming and blazing kiss. The Doctor didn’t resist, didn’t want to, the thought never even entered into his head. He revelled in every sweet second, knowing that this would only be a one time thing. So he took his sweet time, to him, there was nothing else but this.

By the time they were through, they were gasping for air. The rain had chilled them to the bone, the Doctor gathered Rose into his arms and murmured into her hair

“Where do we go from here..?”

Rose could only muster up an “I don’t know yet…” as a response.



It’s a funny old world isn’t it? Just when you think you’ve cracked it, it gives you a riddle that seems impossible to solve…

Rose continued to stare long and hard at the piece of paper in her hand, her foot sounded like it was tapping out morse code by the way it tapped restlessly on the tiled floor. She had felt sick all day, her stomach roiled painfully inside of her, never had she felt more conflicted. Rose shook her head around, tearing her eyes away from it, and stuffed the blasted piece of paper inside of her pocket.

Rose rested her elbows against the table, inch by inch, she slid down until her flushed face was cooled by the cold surface of the marble table. Her blonde hair veiled over her puffy eyes, she had been secretly crying all morning. Throughout the entireity of the morning, he was unaware that anything was wrong, unaware that at the inside of her core there was a battle being waged between her logic and her instincts.

He really could be blind sometimes…

For the first time, a strange sort of bitterness set in, which had certainly shocked her. Sometimes, it was like that, sometimes she had to coax some sort of reaction out of him whenever she was upset. Sometimes…Sometimes it felt like he wasn’t even there when she was talking to him, or maybe she was imagining it, trying to find excuses to run away from what life had handed her now.

Rose’s mind slipped into remembering the end of last night’s conversation…

“Here’s my number and address if you ever feel like contactin’ me. Just lettin’ you know that I’m now here in the city, you can come by anytime you need to.”

The Doctor left her standing there in the pouring rain, the ball was now in her court, all of this was up to her now. There was a part of her, a nineteen year old part of her that wanted to dash after him. That wanted to embrace him tightly and never let go, that wanted to go get chips with him back when things seemed simpler.

But this was the here and now, she had grown up and had matured. She couldn’t just swan off and say “screw it all” like she had done when she first met him, things had changed. But then again, things had changed once more. Now, now there were two of them…She had no idea what to call them now, they were both the Doctor, but they were so different from each other…

Rose pushed herself away from her table, she needed some fresh air, she needed to get out of their apartment. She was being suffocated by the heavy atmosphere, she grabbed her coat and walked out into the hallway. With a stabbing pain to her heart, she saw the Doctor flirting shamelessly with one of their neighbours, and for the first time it had hit her.

The bitterness had come from watching his cureless habit of casual and sometimes almost hurtful flirting with other women. She gritted her teeth, and stormed away in anger before he had the chance to see her. Rose dashed out onto the street in a huff, not giving a damn how people were staring at her silently muttering out several curse words at once.

“If he wants to act like I’m not here, than so be it! Let him flirt with whoever he wants!” Rose cursed. So many revelations had suddenly entered her mind at once…Everyday since he had regenerated, she had been playing catch up with him and she tried, oh lord did she ever try to catch up to him…But yet again, he had made it impossible to do so. All of the bending, all of the work in their relationship was made by her. To put it bluntly, Rose was plum tired of doing it.

The only time she ever felt in step with him, was when…Was when…Rose rushed to find the piece of paper in her pocket, she looked down at it and for the first time today, a genuine smile grew on her face. Rose hailed a taxi with a wave of her hand and directed him towards his new place…

The Doctor had settled into a fairly large flat in London, it wasn’t the TARDIS, but nothing could ever be like the TARDIS. The first thing he realized was that linear time was something that his mind couldn’t quite grasp, but he could get used to it if Rose were here with him. Although, it was always her choice, he never wanted to force her into anything.

He made his case, his part was done. It was the only thing he could do, now he had to play the agonizing waiting game. If Rose was genuinely happy, then there was nothing he could do to persuade her, that was Rose’s way. Rose’s strong will was so admirable, it was just one of the many qualities she possessed that had him stumbling over himself over how much he loved her, and did he ever love her.

His ears had picked up the sound of a fist knocking urgently on his door, with his trademark eye roll, he got up from his couch and went to answer it. He opened the door to find an out of breath Rose Tyler, and his eyes widened in shock.

“Doctor…Can I stay with you tonight?” Rose asked.

And that was all it took for him to gather her up into his arms and to kiss her without any reservations. Rose gripped tightly onto his jumper, her heart flying in her chest. With a few wobbly strides backwards, they tumbled onto his couch, lips barely leaving each others.

Passion had won the war inside of Rose, and that passion was taking them both to a place they had never gone before. Rose took the time to map out his features as she stroked his body, his beautifully lean body felt like it fit perfectly with her curves. His chiseled jawline, the way his pronounced nose brushed up against her neck, the way his elegant hands caressed her hips…And most of all, the way his ice blue eyes gazed down at her with such overwhelming tenderness that it nearly broke her heart.

This is where Rose wanted to be, this is what she had missed the most.

He had come back, her Doctor had come back to her.

People sometimes heavily underestimate the strength of their instincts, that sometimes instinct is wiser than their logic…

Last night was a blur, between the time they fallen on his couch to the time where they had practically ripped their clothes to shreds off their bodies, was a glorious and colourful smear on canvas…

Rose had never known such incredible fulfillment, she had never felt so much passion all at once. It was like stars had erupted inside of her body, she could practically taste them on her tongue.

“Rose…”

The Doctor had used every possible way that he knew of to show his dedication and love and painted it all over Rose’s body. There were moments where he felt like crying in ecstasy, where he felt that he might succumb under such euphoria. Every dip and contour of her curves, every miniscule movement she made was something he coveted.

“Rose..?”

The Doctor drove Rose to such pleasurable heights that she never wanted to come down again, she never wanted to leave this place, ever. Their hot bodies covered in a sheen of sweat as their primal love making endured well into the night. Their arms and legs holding on to each other for dear life as waves of deep sexual satisfaction crashed over them. Intense and passionate vows of love flooded out from their lips, emotions running as thick as oil…

“Rose! Did you hear me, I asked you what would you like on your pancakes.”

The Doctor’s voice shook Rose out of her reverie, making her jump in her seat! The Doctor chuckled despite himself, Rose couldn’t help but join in with him.

“I’m sorry, I keep thinkin’ about what happened last night…Can’t really blame me can ya? I’ve never been made love to like that, that was something else…I mean, I can’t even find a word to-“

“Fantastic? Fantastic is a word I would use.” The Doctor added an interjection.

“Hmm…Yes, I think fantastic is rather on point…” Rose sighed. Her body felt sore all over, it had been ages since she was worked that hard, but she enjoyed every single fraction of a second of it. With a bit of a shove, she hopped off her chair and cuddled in close to him, taking in the pleasant scent of his freshly showered body.

“Mmm, those pancakes look really good…You’ve really gone completely domestic, never thought I would see you makin’ pancakes of all things…” Rose giggled. The Doctor closed his eyes, taking in the wonderful sound of Rose’s soft voice, so pure in tone and inflection. His eyes gazed down to hers, he felt like his legs would fall apart like a house of cards in the wake of what her warm stare did to him.

“Well, I had to learn how to live like a human and found out that your day to day rituals aren’t as horrific as I thought they would be. I’ve become rather skilled in microwave cookery.” The Doctor bragged. Rose burst into fits of laughter with her hand grabbing his shoulder for support. Rose snuggled up to him as close as she could, smiling from ear to ear over him grabbing her hip in an almost possessive manner.

“Well, I think these pancakes are ready for their debut, time to tuck in!” The Doctor grinned.

The pancakes were heavenly, like fluffy clouds that melted in her mouth. Rose had never felt more at home, and had never felt more at peace with things. With a couple more mouthfuls of heaven chased down with some tea, Rose had to ask him

“What have you been doin’ with yourself all of this time?” Rose asked. The Doctor walked over to his coffee table and picked up a fairly large and thick book on the universe. Rose looked down at it and guessed right away that he had become an astronomer.

“So, you take a look up at the stars…Have you discovered anything?” Rose inquired. The Doctor took her hands in his, looking at her with his timeless and ageless eyes. His penetrating stare reached deep inside of Rose, suddenly the atmosphere had become very heavy.

“Do you want to see it for yourself?”

“I do…Take me with you Doctor.”

“Then let me take you to the stars…”

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Temptation, sweet and rich temptation rushed through Rose's head. Darkened, amber eyes, hands trailing across her own skin, fingers dancing on her breasts. She couldn't contain her limitless desire and attraction towards the Doctor, her body burned hot for him. Rose remembered watching him work on the TARDIS when the temperature control shorted out, sans leather jacket and jumper, body glistening with pheramone soaked sweat. Rose inhaled the air around her, the scent of his body was such a powerful aphrodisiac, that she ran headlong into a cold shower. Rose whimpered as her fingers kneaded her smooth and supple breasts, her breasts growing larger with her teasing groping, the fabric of her t-shirt straining against the growth. Rose eventually grew bored of just fondling herself and instead, begun to slide a hand down into her jeans. After unbuttoning the top gold button, she got to work on the zipper, the zipper slowly crawled down revealing a pair of lace, red panties. Rose slid her hand beneath the frilly fabric and inserted a finger into her already drenched folds, with a sharp gasp of air, her hips lurched forward off of her mattress and then fell back down again. Rose closed her eyes, picturing the Doctor filling her up to the brim with his penis, Rose moaned out in a lilting tone.

My heart goes Boum-Boum-Boum
When my mind is touching you
I'm going Boum-Boum-Boum
Only light inside my gloom

'Cause I wanna be your lover ('Cause I wanna be your lover)
Till the end of our lives (Till the end of our lives)
I could never miss again
These loving eyes

Rose pictured herself clearly staring up at his liquid silver blue eyes, his firm chiseled jawline, and ruggedly handsome face. It only heightened her arousal, she couldn't stop herself from crying out in anguished pleasure. Rose needed his sex like she needed air to breathe, why did he have to be so fucking fit? Rose hammered her finger deeper inside, desperate to be rid of her arousal, but knowing her she would probably repeat all of this at another time. Her body broke out in a light sweat, chest heaving, blood pumping. Rose was addicted to the sweet rush of pleasure, wave after wave of pleasure crashed down on her, but it wasn't enough. After what had must have been her third orgasm, Rose finally called it quits and started to pout bitterly, why couldn't the Doctor see that simple kissing wasn't enough for her anymore? She long for his hot skin against hers, and pleasuring herself had become rather mundane...Rose lay back in her fluffy bed, lamenting her miserable luck, the Doctor wasn't the sexual type...

If only Rose had known she had an audience...The Doctor, having finally finished on the temperature control, ambled his way down the corridor towards Rose's room, announcing that they could head out on their way. When he had reached the door panel, he heard Rose's voice from the other side of the room, to his judgement, Rose sounded sick and in pain. That was until he heard her moan out words like "Yes!", "Oh, yeah!", "More!"...The Doctor felt both of his hearts pump out a steady rhythm, he wanted to walk away and give Rose her much needed privacy, but...The sounds she was making, the sounds of her mewling like a cat in heat, filled with him a forceful urge to open up the panel door and be the one to make her writhe in pleasure underneath him. The Doctor groaned, his penis had certainly come to attention, for it was straining against the denim of his jeans. The Doctor roughly made short work of his jeans, with a firm hand, he grasped snugly around his penis and began to relieve his erection.

Close your eyes
Just feel and realize
It is real and not a dream
I'm in you and you're in me
It is time
To break the chains of life
If you follow you will see
What's beyond reality

The Doctor clamped his eyes shut, and pictured Rose's pleasure addled body in the room behind him. He imagined her body covered in fresh, hormone filled sweat, adding to her already most radiant glow. He imagined her breasts, swaying to and fro, as he pounded himself deeper into her sensual warmth. His head craned back, pumping himself faster and faster. He imagined her eventually screaming out his name, digging her perfect hands into the flesh of his back, leaving marks that would surely linger for more than a week. Pumping faster and faster now. He couldn't stop, the guilt of masturbating to Rose soured his pleasure, he knew full well not to, but it felt too good to stop. The Doctor felt tears prickle the corner of his eyes, the chances of Rose thinking of him while masturbating were like a snowball's chance in an inferno. He knew that he could never be that man, that he could never be Rose's champion, this was as close as he was ever going to get to experiencing Rose...The Doctor didn't think he was fantasy material...With one final stroke, the Doctor felt his penis twitch madly, his seed exploding from the head of his cock.

The Doctor's legs gave out on him, sending him to the floor, breathless and eternally ashamed of himself of doing what he had just did. If Rose had ever found out, it would be game over, she would leave the TARDIS, and never return. He was a bad man, a very bad man, he gathered a fistful of his jumper and bent his head down in disgrace. The Doctor, finding the strength had returned to his legs, began to make his way back to the console room. Until he heard Rose call for him, his hearts once again lurched inside of his ribs, he must of been heard by Rose. That's it, he was going to apologize, it may not erase what he had done, but...No, there were no but's to this, Rose would hate him for it, there was no debating that fact for a minute. The Doctor took a big gulp of air, pressed the door panel switch with an unsteady hand, and stepped in expecting the worst.

"Doctor...What were you doing out there?" Rose inquired. Her tone didn't give off the impression of fear, betrayal, or anger. The Doctor, for all intents and purposes, thought that honesty would be the best route to go. Even if that route was fraught with folly.

"I was...I was pleasuring myself Rose." The Doctor replied. His bright blue eyes, looked more like blue spheres of ash than the oceanic hue they usually contained. Rose looked at the palm of his hand, that answered her question. What came next shocked the Doctor, instead of being angry about it, instead of slapping him...Rose motioned with a curling finger for him to join her in bed, The Doctor walked cautiously over to the edge of her mattress, aching to hold her hand. Rose, gathered up one of his hands, and slowly suckled on them. Her tongue moved gracefully around each one, sending shivers of lust through the Doctor, his erection had most definitely returned. Leaving his digits, Rose gave him a coy smile and said

"Is this your way of telling me that you want to go further? I was getting tired of waiting for you Doctor...You know, for a man who has all of the knowledge of time and space, you certainly can be daft at times. I've wanted you for so long, it almost feels like forever...Doctor, please...Take me..." Rose sighed. Rose lifted her t-shirt above her head, revealing an intricately designed red lace bra, the Doctor ached to massage her soft globes. Rose let out a moan of relief when she unhooked the front clasp, releasing her plump and firmed breasts, her nipples had reached a near painful perkiness. Then, without warning or realizing it, clothes were flying everywhere. The Doctor rolled on top of Rose, eager to nip those beautiful buds on her breasts, his teeth scraped over one of them, sending Rose writhing in pleasure...

The principles of lust
are easy to understand
do what you feel
feel until the end
the principles of lust
are burned in your mind
do what you want
do it until you find
love...

The Doctor slided himself deep into Rose's glorious warmth, Rose grabbed him by the shoulders and dug her nails into his skin. The Doctor helped Rose to spread her legs wider, driving himself deeper inside of her, until he was completely sheathed. The Doctor waited until Rose was ready, she simply nodded her head in response, the Doctor gave her a tender smile and slowly thrusted forward. It first started off slow and steady, but soon it had turned into mess of passion. The Doctor pumped faster and faster into Rose, giving her rapidly expanding waves of ecstasy. Rose urged him to continue on going faster, moaning heavily into his ear, her legs firmly set around his hips. The Doctor's eyes burned with lust, it felt like pure heaven, heaven on earth or wherever they were, he couldn't care less. Rose felt her climax approach, with one last thrust, she screamed out his name

"Doctor!!"

The Doctor let out a primal groan of completion as his penis shot out his seed, he eventually collapsed on Rose's bed, hot sweat caked on his skin. Rose whimpered through the aftershocks of such a powerful orgasm, the Doctor, was truly everything she imagined he would be, he was like some primal beast. The Doctor could barely move a muscle, his hearts had really gone through quite the workout, Rose was a tigress in the sack. Rose sighed, letting out a contented giggle, she gathered the Doctor in her arms and kissed his lips softly. The Doctor groaned as he slid himself out of Rose, Rose missing him already. The Doctor didn't know what to say, and it looked like he didn't have to, Rose was fast asleep. The Doctor kissed her forehead gently, holding his beautiful flower close to his chest, protecting her from bad dreams.

"Sweet dreams, Rose...I...I love you."


door_to_tomorrow: (Fanfiction)
Title - Rowing with the Best

Characters - Nine/Rose, Jack Harkness

Rating - NC-17

Summary - After a woman throws herself at the Doctor, the Doctor and Rose end up squabbling. Jack being the clever man he is, decides to intervene and locks the Doctor and Rose up in the same room. Will they tear each other apart? Well, let's find out...

Rowing with the Best )
door_to_tomorrow: (Fanfiction)



The Doctor, really couldn't fathom his rematerialization in Pete's World, the very last thing he remembered was the overwhelming pain from the effects of the time vortex ripping apart the cells of his body. It was strange, very strange that his life had insurance on it, and what made it all the more odd was that there was another version of himself out there in time and space. All in all, it really didn't matter that much, for he was very pleased that he had arrived in a world where Rose Tyler still existed.

It was quite a wonderous thing to wake up with the ageless sun, feeling the birth of another friday and gazing down at who to him, was considered the most stunning creature he had ever seen in his very long years. Golden locks, disheveled from deep slumber, forming a velvety soft halo around her cherub face. Her heavenly body soft and smooth like silk up against his chest...Brown eyes, made golden by the bright sunlight gracing the irides of her eyes. A smile, so pure and clean on her features, framed by a pair of delicate pink lips. Oh, oh, how he relished the miracle of being so intimate, the feeling of being so close that he could hear the gentle waves her humid breath made on his neck...


He really thought that would be the extent of their intimacy, with nothing to hinder their lingering and time precious hand holding. No, not at all, for what shocked him the most was how something deeply within him was sending shockwaves through his brain. It was frightening sometimes, he didn't think that his brain synapses were hardwired for how his body was reacting to Rose Tyler. When they traveled together, he tried to supress this feeling, this feeling that had the potential to create a chemical explosion that could only end in disaster.

Now everytime he looked at her, time slowed to an agonizing crawl, his hearts would create a violent rhythm, leaving him staggered where he stood. When he looked in the mirror, his pupils almost fully eclipsed his irides with how dilated they had become; he looked almost demonic. The Doctor hoped on all things good and decent in the galaxy that Rose hadn't seen the pathetically indecent way he was looking at her, although, the way Rose behaved around him had also changed. He remembered when they had an awful row in her kitchen, both of them near the peak of their voices, it had resulted in Rose planting her lips onto his!

It only got more impossibly intense during her father's gala, the way Rose flirted shamelessly with him at their table. Wearing a closely fit light purple dress that brought out her naturally curvy hips, her breasts filled out the top of the dress wonderfully, looking perfectly rounded. The fabric, a thin, almost dangerously transparent silk made it impossible for him to keep lying to himself in how utterly and desperately lost he was in her presense. He had no idea how in the grand scheme of things, he had come into contact with such an absolutely fantastic woman like Rose, but he was determined to honour Rose giving him a second chance at things.

And again, as the night went on, the shameless flirting between the two of them became more and more real. Then suddenly, like a wild animal freed from its cage, the two of them made a mad dash towards the lift; making up a false distress signal so that their leaving would be less conspicuous. As soon as the lift doors closed in front of their eyes, The Doctor pressed Rose up against the back of the lift, blue eyes scanning her body completely, he made no hesitation in craning his head downward to place his lips on hers. Rose moaned loudly into the sinfully delicious kiss, the Doctor tasted so good. His breath sweetened by the passionfruit sorbet, white wine, and a taste that was so uniquely his.

He thought that the fire between them could never be smothered, until that most unpleasant interruption from a man who got onto the lift with them, who basically threw a bucket of ice cold water on top of him! He had to explain to Rose that he wasn't in the mood, and the look of disappointment on her face damned near killed him. He cursed at the unfortunate circumstance, he had finally started to accept that he was feeling sexually attracted to Rose, he felt like he was finally ready on that night but life had so cruelly intervened. The Doctor resigned to his fate that he may have lost his only chance to give Rose what she wanted, a true feeling of sexual intimacy between the two of them. That was his way of thinking...

Until today.

The Doctor was working on the circuits of the TARDIS, when all of a sudden, his finely tuned ears picked up the sound of Rose calling for help. The Doctor rushed towards her room, fearing what sort of creature could have possibly gotten into the TARDIS without his knowledge and what it was doing to Rose. His feet pounded on the metallic floors as he sprinted like a man possessed throughout the corridors, he turned sharply around the corner and...There stood Rose, in all of her glory, not a inch of fabric to block his view of her body. He stood there, speechless, trying in vain to catch his breath.

"Doctor?" Rose called out. Her voice thick with desire, he could see that her body was slightly wavering as she stood, a tell tale sign that she was nervous of him rejecting her. That wasn't going to happen tonight, no, not at all, the Doctor inched closer to her, his hearts pounding away. Not because of how fast he had travelled to get here, but out of anticipation, he was kind of anxious himself. He had read books on human sexuality out of morbid curiosity, but he had never participated in it, he hoped that he would walk the walk and not just talk the talk.

"Last night, we lost the chance to, but I can't keep holding all of these feelin's anymore. I know that you think that it might be a little dodgy, having sex with a human, but I'll walk you through it if you need me to..."

And with that, the Doctor shrugged his leather jacket off his body, making a moderately large thud as it impacted the wooden floors. The Doctor lifted his jumper over his head, gathering it up in his hands, with each layer of clothing he subtracted from himself, the more anxious he became. What if he disappointed Rose, what if he wasn't good enough for her, what if she realized this moment that he was too old for her? So many what if's suddenly bombarded what confidence he had. With his body completely bare, his eyes fell to the floor. He looked up, dreading to see Rose's face.

"Doctor, you don't have to be so nervous, lay down on my bed..." Rose said softly. The Doctor sat down cautiously on Rose's bed, and then fell back on the fluffy mattress. Rose walked over to the side of her bed, she opened up her drawer, and pulled out a square shaped piece of plastic packaging. The Doctor watched as Rose tore open the package and pulled out a condom, The Doctor swallowed roughly and let out a slight whimper as Rose eased the condom down his penis. The Doctor felt a collection of small shivers go up his body, followed by a sudden heat that he had not anticipated.

Rose didn't want to make this experience tough for the Doctor, she wanted him to be as relaxed as possible, going all out, was not such a good idea. Rose wrapped a hand around his penis and ever so gently both squeezed and pulled, the Doctor sucked in his breath and started to tremble by the sheer amount of pleasure he felt. Physical intimacy was much more completely visceral an experience, he moaned out in rapturous ecstasy, his penis standing very much erect. The more he got used to recieving this completely pleasant feeling, the more he craved Rose herself, he groaned out deeply

"Rose...I think I'm ready..."

And with that, Rose immediately stopped stroking his penis and hopped up onto her bed, she moved forward slightly and positioned him just above her vagina. Rose looked into his eyes, the Doctor gave her a look of approval, Rose slid down until his penis was completely sheathed by her vagina. The Doctor felt something similar to a power surge travel throughout himself, he clamped his eyes shut for a split second to get himself under control, then snapped them back open again as Rose began to roll her hips in a circular motion. The Doctor could barely think straight, the only thing his hands managed to do was to grab ahold of Rose's breasts. An action that garnered him that cheeky smile, he did something right there.

The sounds of Rose's voice, the soft groans, the lilting moans, and the whimpers of her repeating "Yes, yes, yes!" began to guide the Doctor better in giving Rose pleasure. He started to know what Rose liked and where she was the most responsive. The Doctor got bolder and started to raise his hips off of the mattress, driving himself further inside of Rose, pretty soon the two of them were matching each others rhythm's.

"A bit faster Doctor...I think I'm close!" Rose moaned. The Doctor nodded wordlessly in response, he steadily increased his tempo, feeling the endorphin rush starting to take in effect as his body peaked in arousal. He groaned deeply as Rose tightened around him, and suddenly...The Doctor felt an overpowering sense of completion of his physical orgasm, he closed his eyes and he could see stars exploding in front of his eyes, out of his mouth, came a loud cry of pleasure. In his ears, all he could hear were fireworks, going off on all different directions, there was nothing in the world more satisfying than this!

Rose collapsed breathlessly on top of him, she gave the Doctor a small and soft kiss on his neck and looked up into his eyes, wondering what his reaction to what just happened would be. The Doctor looked down at her and smiled deeply in complete satisfaction.

"Rose, you were fantastic! Absolutely fantastic!" The Doctor groaned out. The Doctor wrapped his arms around her tightly, Rose smiled and stroked his chest lovingly.

"And you know what? So were you..." Rose replied, the Doctor couldn't keep his smirk off his face, he said with newfound confidence in himself

"So...who's ready for an encore?"



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Well, hello and welcome people to Key to the Door. Well may as well tell you what this blog is about, well, from the side bar you can easily see that I'm a Whovian. Most notably a fan of the Ninth Doctor played by the absolutely fantastic Christopher Eccleston, and most notably a fan of Rose Tyler played by the gorgeous Billie Piper!

Well, may as well tell you how I became a Whovian, it started almost a year ago. I finally gave in and watched Doctor Who. So many people on the internet referenced this series, my favourite late night talk show host was a fan of the series, and one of my favourite internet reviewers was a fan of the series. So I had to check it out, so I watched the episode Rose and I never looked back.

I slowly became enthralled with Christopher Eccleston, he has quickly become one of my favourite actors, and on the flipside Billie Piper has become one of my favourite actresses as well!

In this blog, you're going to see fanfiction, graphics, sometimes I'll be venting and when that happens...Expect a lot of passion! Also, I'll try to keep up with the latest Eccleston and Piper news, and my own personal reviews of their roles!

I've never known what to blog about on Livejournal, so it's awesome to finally have a subject matter! So in your hands, you hold the Key to the Door!
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